"Qingqing, we will definitely not agree if you insist on severing ties with us unless you give us another ten billion." Feng Yuanzhou said righteously, as if ten billion was as cheap as a hundred yuan.
Feng Qing was about to refute when she saw Xie Jiuhan take a step forward and shield her behind him. His tall and broad back was like an insurmountable mountain, giving Feng Qing a sense of security.
Compared to Feng Qing, the Feng couple felt completely opposite. Xie Jiuhan made them feel like they had fallen into an icehouse. In particular, the man's majestic aura was like two large hands strangling their necks. The terrifying suffocation made their bodies tremble uncontrollably.
Xie Jiuhan said coldly, "I've already given you five billion. You lost it yourself, but you're going back on your words? Don't worry. Not to mention ten billion, I won't give you a single cent."
